One Heck of a Thank-You
Comment to readers: To get an idea of the context of this, read the story "New Friends, New Enemies", which can be found on fanfiction.net. This snippit of chapter 7 of that story is not going to be published there due to the sexual nature of it. When chapter 7 is published, you'll know where to place this part. Since I don't want to change the rating of that story I decided to post this part of it here! So enjoy!
My heart was racing. I couldn't believe I was about to do this. Once Kylie locked the door, I knew there was no turning back. The room became dark except for the light coming from the bottom of the doorway. I heard Kylie's footsteps, and then she turned on a desk lamp. It lit up the room to the degree that some candles would. Her black fur and armor all over her body had her appear as a sihlouette against the light. She peeled off the voice digsuiser from her neck, and placed it on the table where the lamp was. "Now," she said with a seductive tone in her voice, "where should we begin?"
I didn't know exactly what she meant. Even though she had told me how she wanted to thank me after the epic battle in Poland, I wasn't familiar with some of the stuff that it entails. Upon noticing that I was silent, and still nervous, she asked, "Wait, are you telling me that you've never done this before?"
"Um... uh, kinda... yeah... OK, yes, yes, I've never done this before." I stammered.
Kylie looked surprised. "Seriously, Kurt? You've never done this before? I'm surprised..."
"Surprised?"
"Yep. In your human form you seem like the kind of person that would be attracting girls left and right!"
I rolled my eyes. "I wish..."
"Aw, poor Kurt..." she said sympathetically. She moved closer to me. I backed against a wall. I could feel myself shaking with nervousness. She kept coming closer until our muzzles were almost touching. "Maybe this will make you feel better," she whispered. And, without any warning, her lips met mine. It wasn't the first time she kissed me, but it was far more passionate. It was, however, the first time I kissed her back. Time seemed to slow to a crawl, and what seemed like an eternity later, our lips parted. "Wow," said Kylie, "you kiss nicely!"
"Heh, thanks..." I said sheepishly.
"You know," said Kylie, who started to unzip her armor, "we gotta do something about this nervousness of yours..."
"Like what?"
"Like get you used to doing stuff like this, silly!"
"Wait... are you saying that...?"
"Yes, Kurt, this is going to happen again. Although, next time I'll expect you to be doing the thank-you to me!"
I paused. I thought about possibly doing this again, and after a minute of thinking, I realized that it would be better for the both of us to not have to go through this again next time.
"Well, then let's get to doing that, then. We don't want to be in here too long or the others will wonder what we're doing!"
Kylie grinned. She had finished unzipping her armor, and took it off. I could tell that she designed her armor to conceal her chest area to make herself look masculine. She wore a white T-shirt underneath her armor. I could see her breasts quite clearly. They were about size C, I guess, or maybe a bit larger. I was getting aroused, big-time. She looked at me. "You do the same, Kurt..."
"Uh, I don't have anything on under this armor..."
"Ok, then let's do it at the same time, then."
I nodded. I unzipped the top half of my light blue armor, and she lifted up her shirt a bit.
"OK," I said, "one... two... three."
I pulled off my armor, and she lifted off her shirt. She apparently wasn't wearing a bra, but it didn't matter much to me. However, Kylie explained why anyway. "I designed the armor to function as one, so nobody would find a bra in my stash of clothes."
"Seems to have worked well, then..." I said. Then, without thinking, I said, "They're nice..."
She giggled a bit. "Glad to hear it. You look nice, too."
I looked at my chest. I had decent pecs, and a two-pack on my abs. Not the best of conditions, but decent. "Ah, I could be better..." I said.
"No, you're fine the way you are, Kurt. Please... don't do stuff like working out or whatever just to impress me. Just remain true to yourself, OK?"
"Can do..." I said.
After about a minute of just staring at each other, Kylie broke the silence. "Wanna take it further?"
"What do you mean? Wait... No, wait... I think I know..." I put my hands to the bottom half, or the pants, of my Road Rovers armor. "This?"
She put her hands to her pants as well. "On three again?" she asked.
"You count."
She grinned. "One... two... three!"
We pulled down our pants, and, with surprise to me, and little surprise to her, we saw that each of us were wearing boxers. "To be honest," I said, "I find it sexy that you're wearing boxers..."
"Again," she said, "I like to hide my gender as well as I can."
I smiled. "Want to take the count again?"
"Sure," she said, smiling and putting her hand to the top of her boxers. I did the same. I'm sure that she knew what she was going to see, since my manhood was making a bulge in my boxers.
"One... two..." she paused for a second, "three!"
We both pulled down our boxers, and I think I pre-came a bit. There we were, in a private room, completely nude, in front of each other. The first place I looked once the boxers came off was her vagina. She, of course, looked at my shaft. It was about, six inches long, I think. Kylie took a couple steps closer to me. "Let's put these things to use, shall we?" she said. My cock was pulsating, wanting attention. Testosterone took over my mind. "Yes... Yes, we should!" I was breathing heavily, and she took me lightly by the shoulder, and sat me down on her bed. "Lie down on your side," she said. Without hesitation, I did so. She knelt down next to my shaft. "Let's see if this tastes as good as your mouth does..." she said. Immediately, she started licking it. I started moaning slightly at how good it felt. It went on for about a few seconds when she stopped suddenly. "Wait... what?" I asked, panting heavily.
"I don't want this to end before it even starts..." she said. Kylie gently flipped me to my back, and then got on the bed with me. She was on her hands and knees, which were straddling me. "Before we do this..." she said, "I have to tell you something."
"What is it?" I asked.
"I've... I've never done this either."
I was surprised. "Wow, it sure seemed like you've done this before..."
"Well, I haven't found any genuine people that I've liked enough to do this with until I met you..."
"I guess this will be a learning experience for both of us, then!" I said.
Kylie grinned. "Well, Kurt, this is it... want to say anything before we each lose our virginity?"
"Not really..."
She smiled, and then moved herself forward. I didn't need experience to know what she was doing. She let her body gently onto mine, with the tip of my penis touching her vaginal lips. Then, she slid herself around me.
It was warm, and tight in there. My jaw dropped. I was rock hard by then, and just loving every second of this. "Oh..." moaned Kylie, "it feels so good! It's amazing!"
"I know... you feel amazing too!" Kylie was moving up and down the entire length of my shaft, and I heped her by moving my hips up and down to the same rythym she was moving to. I moved further and further into her vaginal cavity, enjoying it more and more, until I hit something. "Kylie..." I said, panting, "what's that?"
"My virginity..." she replied. "Take it... please... take it..."
I took a deep breath, grabbed her hips, and pushed myself through. She winced, but didn't scream. She'd likely dealt with worse pain than that in her life. At the same time, my knot had inflated. I wondered if that would take away what little time we had to spare in here. "Kurt..." said Kylie, "I can feel the knot... and I know what you're thinking... but please... tie it to me anyway!"
I didn't need to be told twice. My knot went straight into her. She winced again, and almost at that instant, she grabbed my arms, and pushed herself as far down onto me as she could go, and orgasmed. I held her muzzle shut, and she held mine shut, too. We didn't want anyone hearing us moaning or screaming. It was just in time, too, as I came into her, spewing my seed everywhere inside of her. I kept thrusting into her, giving her all I had until I was dry. We fell on our sides, still tied, on her bed. We kissed sloppily, as we were both dazed from what happened. "Kurt.." she said, "I love you... and I always have..."
"I know..." I said, "and I've loved you since you kissed me when I found out that you were a girl..." I ran out of breath, and let my head fall, but kept my arms around her. Her breasts pressing against my chest, plus the fact that they were hers, kept the firey love I had for her inside of me.
After about five minutes of embracing each other, I felt a prick on my shoulder. I looked over and saw that Kylie had pricked me with a small syringe. "What the...?" I protested.
"Shhh... it's only a mild tranquilizer. As much as I love this feeling, your knot is going to last for too long, and the last thing I want is the others to find us like this. This is just going to allow your knot to deflate enough so that we can separate, OK?"
"Sure," I said, relieved that it was nothing bad, "anything for you." She smiled, and injected the small amount of fluid in the syringe into me, then pulled it out. I could immediately feel myself deflating. I gave her one last kiss before I pulled myself out.
We rolled so that we were side-by-side, but on our backs, on her bed. I stood up, but then something hit me. I turned around. "Kurt... what are you doing?" she asked.
"Two things; cleaning up, and taking some initiative," I replied. I bent over the bed, with my muzzle next to her vagina, and drove my tongue into it. She gasped in surprise, but she let me do it. I tried to make it quick, as I knew we were likely in this room for way too long, and any longer would cause suspicion. Her juices mixed with my sperm tasted... well, new, but not bad. I just put it aside, and focused on cleaning her out, and pleasuring her at the same time. I did it in a short enough time so that she wouldn't want to orgasm again. Once I finished, I stood up, and tried to put my boxers back on, but a hand with black fur on it stopped me. I looked up, and it was Kylie. "Wait... what?"
"What, you can just clean me out and then go out all messy as you are?" she said. I looked at my cock, and saw that it was practically dripping with Kylie's fluids and mine mixed together. Without warning, though, Kylie's black muzzle covered it all up, and I could feel that I was in her mouth. She made it quick, though, probably so I wouldn't want to orgasm again, either. After she finished with that, she stood up. "Now, just remember to act normal, OK?"
"I'll try," I said.
"Just... I dunno, talk to Riot or someone about something that happened in Poland, or something like that."
"Sure thing, sure thing..." I replied. I quickly got dressed, and unlocked the door to Kylie's room.